Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1887-03-18

of the seat, s.They didn't have any bread
in the house, not drop, and his father
+, sent him way Off to Egypt to get some
corn to make some bread for breakfast.
Well his father made his brothers go down
there with him and they got 80 mad about
1t that they took him and threw him in
pit"
mo 'twasn't, twas well, said the lit
tie brother whose nose just appeared over
the seat
"Now Robert" said the little lady. lido
hush, it was pit, mamma says it was a
pit" She called it mcmma,
At the quotation fir, m that high author
Ity the discounted nose of Robert disap-
peared and the little matron proceeded.
"Well, you know his brothers wen
home and told their papa (she called it
poppa) an awful sors about it. Wasn't
that mean? They showed him his coat
and told him the wolves had eaten him
all up.'
"Bears" suggested the nose IL deter
mined voice.
Now Robrrt | know 1t was wolv, 1.
Momma told me SO with her own mouth
disappearance of mammals 'own mouth
in the witness box against him at once
cowed the little nose which disappeared
with alacrity.
swell, you know Joseph wasn't dead at
all. Wasn't that funny2 No; he wasn't
dead at all. He got out of the pit and
went right down to Egypt, And there the
King made heap of him and gave him
great big store on Main street to sell corn
at and gave him ever so many fine clothes
and fine horses and carriages"
"And buggies" suggested the nose in a
tone that indicated that whatever his for
mer mistakes might have been, he had
it right now.
"Buqqies!" repeated the little maid
scornfully. why they didn't even hava
'em.''
This. however, did not settle the little
it sternly inquired:
"Why didn't they; they were just as
easy to get as carriages.
"Well," said the little lady, in the tone
of one almost worn out with combating
ignorance, "Momma didn't say word
about buggies -
That settled it.
"Well, you know after while Joseph's
roppa came down to Egypt. AUD Joseph
was dressed SO fine he didn't even know
him. And Joseph took his poppa home
to dinner with him and gave him every
thing In the world-cakee and oranges and
grapes
"And pies," suggested the little nose
in an humble but fem tone, as of one
who at last saw an opening where he
might come in without contradiction.
But he had misjudged the situation.
"And pies? don Il knoU that there were
any pies. Did momma say pies, Robert p,
The difference between the mere express
sion Of an opinion and solemn affidavit
as witness 80 overwhelmed the little
nose that it didn't make any reply atall.
well, you know, after dinner Joseph
gave his puppa new suit of clothes and a
gold chail around his neck and a gold
watch
''And pistol" fred off the little nose
which had became so excited by the details
of this narrative as to become uncontrOl
liable.
mo Robert, do hush. I auish you
would make Robert hush (appealing to her
audience); he doesn't know it atall.
Momma never told him; she told me. Well,
after dinner Joseph took his poppa down
the street to his fine store and told him
who he was, that he was his O-ao-n son,
land the little lady looked at her audience
prised as Joseph's poppa was). And his
father was so surprised that he threw his
arms around his neck and cried fit to kill
himself And, you know. Joseph's brothers
that treated him so mean Well, he told
them toe, land they were scared half to death.
Because, you know, If Joseph hadn It been
80 good he would have whipped ZEN for it.
But he didn't even touch 'em ano they
were just as shamed-
charlottesville - cried out the con-
ductor, and the Bible story was brought
to an untimely end. There was great
hustle in the car of the departing passen
gers, and the defeated Ro bert, who had
drowned his humiliation in sleep, had to
be awakened, and the little maid in a
matronly sort of way. had to put bis rub
Der shoes on him, And then there was a
gathering of bundles and the little maid 8
father took her by the hand and she took
Robert by the hand and they all left the
train in procession. Presently the train
darted out of the muddy depot into the
white fields of snow again, and somehow,
| between the Bible story and the snow, there
came into my mind the verse, BLESSED
are the pure in heart, for they shall see
God" 1 suppose these sweet flashes of
childhood never shine across the
path of the old without creating
an earnest yearping for the white
fields of youthful innocence and stronger
revolt against the muddy depots of world
ly life that still lie in our path. How
true, how very true it is, that the best pre-
| greater moral heights that lie ahead of it.
| is to become ''as one of these little ones
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